End Of The Line

The heat of a sultry summers’ day

And the news wasn’t good,

You were going away.

Vow’s made down by the lover's brook

Are just trickling memories 

Of the love that you took.

A heart that once was full of life

Is now just a shell 

On the edge of a knife.

A vignette, closing in on a world,

As into the abyss

My mind was hurled.

Dreams and goals, we shared as a bond,

Are creeping away 

As a thief, to abscond.

The feelings; the love of life we shared,

The togetherness, the passion

So beyond compare.

All drifting by on the hands of time

And forever out of reach;

No longer mine.

I reach out to you a last trembling hand

But you slip through my fingers,

Like silken, soft sand.

I have bought but a memory as a parting gift,

And pride that at one time,

Your heart, I could lift.

Your image will live for many years to come,

As we finally reach the end 

And all is said and done.